Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for th Gifts for the blind, gifts for the dense and the dumb, gifts for the blind mice and the blind men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners.
Turning the pages on a dark period, moving on to a brighter dazes on
the beach, it is time. Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching
the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of
mine, on the beach, watching the horses down, for the water after a race or two. Animals and
bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning
of the butterflies.
Strangers to friends, dates on the beach, birds and bees out for the sunny dazes, watching the races done to death. Life on the sidelines noted for the freaks out for the tricks, dicks, and cum for the tasteful delights, of the frogs on the beach. Dream life to share with the women of color, dates for the walks on the wild side, gifts to share with the freaks with oral talents to sell, or party and play for the trades, tricks, and exchanges done for the good time.
Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow. Lessons to learn, about the fun and games in the minds and hearts of the young at heart. Fairies, pixies, earth angels, bikers from New York, gifts of songs and dances for a better daze.
Tips for the sinners and tales for the saints, gifts to share of the trips around the trees needed for the lessons to learn. Classes in place. Love and hate, truthful and honest, happy and gay, happy and delighted for the dreams in actions, gifts of the young at heart.
Strangers to friends, for the season, strangers to friends for the trips on the beach. Strangers to friends for the crops of blue dreams, dreams and prayers for a better daze, hopes and wishes for a knight to shine in the darkness of the fakes, a true blue American Peter Pan to date. Dream guy that never grew up, likes to skate, and had room and time to go with the flow of the river.
Time at the end of the day to be thankful for the gifts given for the lessons learned the first time. Rewards with strangers to friends, with the gifts of 420 connections, and the hopes and dreams of more. Happy for the balls in the air, happy and delighted with the open doors, happy and gay with the lights on for the better dazes.
Men and women, searching for a little down time in the arms of a real partner for the long runs on the sands of time, dreams of more, desires and prayers placed for the pies in the sky. Pots of 420, pots of gold, pots of dreams in actions for the sinners and the saints.
Time for a new love of life to live in a state of blue, searching for the missing pieces of a dream. Life of hope, life of dreams in action, love of the life given for the hard knocks. Schools for the teaches, schools for the lovers, schools for the freaks out at night. Lessons to learn about what true love is, facts or fictions tales of the love and devotion between two people. Male or female, friends and family members, for a short period, flip the cards, flip the coins, time for growth and time to start over again.
Happy and delighted to share my views of a better daze, for the love for a man and the ties that are strong enough for the long runs against time and space. Gifts to share daily for the good, bad and ugly deeds done in the name of love. Not always true blue for the long winter nights in the arms of true love for the long runs on the sands of time. Hope all your wishes and dreams are granted for the rewards of the acts of kindness given for life.
Hope helps clean the nightmares, of life in hell with the frogs and gods from the center of the earth. Devils or seven snakes within the tribe members. Last rites of passage on the dark side of the moon, horses racing on the sands of time, water for the rats at the end of the races done daily. Horses to walk after a long run on the shores on the sands of time, racing for the end of the rainbows, and the pots of gold, gifts to share. Words and gifts of the tales and stories of the bumps in the road here.
Hopes and prayers for the whales on land, joys and pains of the school of Hard Knocks, degrees in bullshit and faithful, what that means is love and devotion from a twisted and bend lot of coppers. Faux friends to date, good times with the meth, good times with a sucker or two, gifts to share with oral talents to last a life time. Happy and delighted for the life to live large in a blue state of mind, hopes and prayers for the sunny dazes on the beach, trips to the moon, trips to hell to dodge.
Once in hell with the whales on land, last a day and forever, hard to face the facts, that goodness and mercy was lost in this tribe of sinners and saints. Best to leave the snakes alone under the rocks, under the sand and surf, watching the ocean work day in and day out. Dream life for the freaks.
Dream life for the basket cases and the displace veterans, women with houses, women that are black, women that are Jewish, women that are Mexican, and women that work for the things they have. Oral talents alone, not enough for the long runs racing the horses on the beach on the sands of time. Good looks not enough for the joys and pains of growth, drugs to trade for oral delights of the freaks out at night, will not fly for the witty and wise for the races against time and space.
Wings to fly to the mountain tops, wings to fly to a better daze on the beach, horses racing against time and space. Better dazes on the mountain tops, birds, dogwood butterflies, dreams in action for the roads to riches, and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.
There are always plans in place, just do not have the time and attention to all the things that matter, because it has not been addressed yet. We have to take a few minutes to reflect on the good, the bad and the ugly parts in order to see the larger picture, and all the events that are going on now and then.
Change is something that I do not have a problem with, it is also about growth. Not ready to push up daisies, and do not have time to sleep until I am buried. So the work has to be done, and the peter piper is the first one out, to sing and dance and be the leader for the next group of people in place for greatness.
It is a secret what that is for each and every one of us, and it is why we were sent to stay on earth, to complete a task or two. What is it for you? What is it for the people that you cross on your journey on earth? How in touch are you? If you are a one page person, this is not for you, you believe in nothing that matters, because your book does not have enough pages to keep anyone’s attention for long. The people that you cross during your lifetime are there for a purpose, a reason, a season or a lifetime , you just have desire what the reason is. It may or may not be something that you know from the beginning, or something that you decide from their actions.
Most people are one page people; their book of life is a one page book, not much there to read between the lines at all. So what do you do with people like that? Not sure, depending on when they showed up, and what you need to get completed.
Horses to water, veterans to the Music Exchange Group, at Ella Doce Casas De Mayo Del California, gifts to share, paperwork to complete, help for the cash on the table for veterans, just the beginning of the services and products on the table waiting for the requests on paper. Take the cash and run, it is ready for the veterans that stop, make new plans, to stand tall, and walk the walk to the bank. Cash forever, gifts waiting for you, write the paperwork for the stories, that will give you cash for the time served. Why not, drink the water, after the race, horses to water for the rewards, of a good run , for the good of the county. Help is waiting for you, ask for it, gifts to share with the cash on the table, gifts to share with the stories stuck in your hear.
New dawns, new products and restorers to share, come and joint us in giving back time and space, for the displaced, confused and homeless veterans. Here is where the help starts, hands out to assist you back to the roads ot greatness. Hopes, dreams in action, desires for the long runs. Start today, on the roads to riches, beginning now time to chase the rainbows, races of the horses, races of the rats, wind blowing in the sands of time, on the surf and rocks under the sand. Happy and delighted to dodge the fakes, the frogs, and the jackasses from the hills and valleys.
Veterans Housing Project in Riverside, Long Beach,California open you were to make money off of the government Veterans Affairs style? Have connections in the Veterans Hospitals Nationwide, but have to start with baby steps to get to the range of business, hope waiting for future growth and change to greatness. My idea is that we can take your houses and sell them on paper to my nonprofit called Ella Doce Casas De Maya, or 12 Houses in May, another place for homeless veterans that are in transition. Me, or shall I say, I am also included in that group at this time as well. Have until the... more »
Heat and Homes-Veterans Housing Program
Heal Hearts Housing This is a new 501c veterans helping veterans, get the forms done, get the cash off the table, a job of getting the horses to drink water, once place at the oceans, lakes, rivers, and pools of water. How to get the veterans to do the paperwork is another job, help needed to secure the housing for the displace veterans, on the streets, lost and confused.
